RMFH flew into Detroit Metro Friday night to have a quick visit & pick up the new bike. Mostly he just wanted the bike. He flew in late, since I work late, it was convenient for pick up. Once I drove to the correct terminal, and he walked down to arrivals instead of departures, we were on our way.
Saturday morning we took a little ride downtown.
First stop, Coolidge Cafe. No decade old championship rings this time. Russ ate the lava grits & received 2nd degree burns inside his entire body.
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| On 1st base looking out. |
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| Dirt & Grass |
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| Old flag pole. Casino in background. The American way. |
Second Stop: Old Tigres Stadium. Had to walk the field before we no longer can.
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| The greats! |
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| No one home, drive on up. |
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| Our bikes |
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| RMFH. Smiley. |
Third stop: Joe Louis. Just thought we'd buzz by for photos before this area is gone forever too.
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| "Can't wait to leave... hope it's not windy." |
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| "I just gotta get outta here." |
Russ couldn't wait to get out of Michigan. He was in such a rush he almost forgot his windshield the first attempt. He returned 20 minutes later looking for his backpack with all of his belongings. I know what you're thinking;"with those big bags, why would he still strap a backpack on?" The answer is chrome polish. The bags were overflowing with it. He's gonna need it
